Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Alien visit to Costco

I'm trying to figure out Costco.  I think it's the only club I belong to.  It's incredibly fun to push the oversize carts down the oversize isle and peruse the clothes, light-bulbs, batteries, packages of too-large steaks, too-many-chicken-breasts, pounds-and-pounds of lettuce, cases of St. Pellegrino, jars of nuts, enormous bottles of ketchup-triple-packed.  So, I usually don't leave the store with much, unless the kids are home.  A box of blackberries. A gallon of olive oil.  And an enormous chunk of Irish cheddar cheese.  What a blast.

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